Emmett walked into his bedroom, where Justin was going through the clothes. Justin didn't have any with him, so he was having to wear Emmett's until he was able to buy some clothes. After getting Justin's attention, Emmett signed, "Find anything, baby?"
Justin shrugged. I don't know if any of this will look good on me.
"We'll find you something. Don't worry." Emmett looked in his closet and started going through the clothes.
As Justin watched Emmett, he started thinking about going to Babylon. He wanted to go, but he was also hesitant. In fact, he was a little scared. He wasn't very comfortable with people behind him, which was why he liked to sit in the back in places. But, it was hard to not have anyone behind him at clubs. He could always stand against the wall. He gave his head a slight shake. He was going to Babylon, he was going to see Brian, and he was going to have fun. He hoped. Justin was brought out of his thoughts when he felt Emmett tapping his shoulder.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
Just thinking about Babylon.
"You're going to love it. Don't worry. I found you something to wear."
Emmett handed him a pair of black leather pants, a red see-through shirt with only one button, and a pair of black boots. He raised a skeptical eyebrow at Emmett.
Emmett gave him a smile. "Don't worry. You'll look fabulous!"
Justin decided to try the outfit, so he quickly stripped out of his clothes, and changed. It was ten at night and they were supposed to be at Babylon at eleven. After he was dressed, Justin looked in Emmett's full-length mirror.
Emmett smiled and clapped. "You look great!"
Justin had to agree with his cousin. He didn't look half bad.
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When Emmett and Justin arrived at Babylon, Justin was shocked. The place was packed! There were men everywhere. There were men wearing leather, that left nothing to the imagination, men that had on no shirt, men that were almost naked dancing on platforms. He felt like he was in a different world. But, he was alo loving it.
Emmett and Justin made their way to the bar, where Ted, Ben, and Michael were standing. Justin was watching all of them closely, reading their lips.
"Where's Brian?" asked Emmett.
"Where do you think? The backroom, of course," said Ted.
Justin wondered exactly what the backroom was. He spotted a wall, through all of the dancing bodies. He got Emmett's attention. I'm going over there. He signed as he pointed to the wall.
Emmett knew all about Justin's desire to not have anyone behind him, and nodded. Be careful.
Justin just nodded, then started making his way toward the wall. He was a little shocked that men kept grabbing his ass, but he was able to make it to his destination.
He stood against the wall, his eyes closed, and his head bobbing to the beat that he could feel. After a few minutes, he felt the sudden urge to open his eyes. He did. And, looking straight at him, from across the dance floor, was Brian.
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Brian had just left the backroom, not very satisfied. The man that had sucked him off had been poor at best. 'Shoulda left the bastard hanging, and grabbed another man to do the job right,' he thought. Looking across the dance floor, he caught sight of Justin.
The boy was standing against the wall, looking so hot. His shirt was only buttoned in the middle, his eyes were closed, and his head was bobbing to the music. Brian took a deep breath. He had to calm down before he came just from looking at him.
'What the hell is wrong with you, Kinney?' He had never acted this way about a man, any man. Just then, he saw Justin looking right at him. As if his feet had a mind of their own, he was walking toward Justin.
When he reached him, he nodded his head toward the dance floor, and raised an eyebrow. After a slight hesitation, Justin smiled and nodded. Brian put an arm around his shoulder and led him outonto the dance floor.
Justin didn't know why, but he felt comfotable and safe with Brian. He knew that Brian wouldn't hurt him, and would keep him safe. They ended up in the middle of the dance floor. Justin could feel the beat through the floor, and he let it move him. Brian put his arms on Justin's shoulders, and Justin put his hands on Brian's waist. After a couple of minutes, they were grinding so close that there was no space between them. They were looking into each other's eyes.
'He has such beautiful eyes,' Brian thought before he could stop himself. He quickly shook his head, to rid himself of the thought. Why was he having such lesbian thoughts all of a sudden?! Maybe if he just had sex with the kid, he'd return to normal. Mind made up, Brian made sure that Justin could see his lips.
"Want to get out of here? Go back to my place?"
Justin smiled a big smile and nodded.
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Justin might've been new to the whole gay scene, but he knew that Brian wanted him. The dick pressing into his hip was hard to miss. Of course, he had a similar problem. Before they left, they walked upto the bar.
After getting Emmett's attention, Justin signed, I'm going with Brian.
Emmett sighed. Are you sure, honey. I don't want you to get hurt.
I'm sure. Don't worry, Emmett. I'll be fine.
Emmett knew that Justin's mind was made up, so he just nodded his head. Alright. But, if you want me to kick his ass, just let me know.
Justin laughed at the what Emmett had said. But, he knew that Emmett was serious. He knew that his cousin looked and acted like a big old nelly. A flaming queen. But, he also knew that looks could be deceiving. Living in Hazelhurst had toughened his cousin up.
Before Brian and Justin could leave the bar, he saw Michael talking. And, he could see that Michael had a whiney look on his face. Focusing in on his lips, he was able to make out what Michael was saying.
"... are you going, Brian?"
"Leaving. I have plans."
"What plans?"
"Fucking." Brian replied with a smirk.
"But--"
"Michael, stop," Ben interrupted. Justin could tell that Ben was agitated. Justin refrained himself from rolling his eyes at Michael. Acting that way. Like a little kid. And, in front of his partner!
Before anything else could be said, Brian grabbed Justin's hand and lead him out of the club, and to his black jeep.